Right I write
Daunting it is to see what goes around,
We don’t lose just time with time.
We have been told to fly whilst bound,
And living simply is like fighting crime.
The structured world has a way of getting,
Who or what does not matter much.
Since the beginning you are letting,
The world change your course without a touch.
Some say for good, some bad,
Who to judge while the judge gets judged.
At least try to be happily mad.
There are always ways to be glad.